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Scandinavians when outdoor string lights were invented

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The American in me needs to hear someone agree with me by saying “aye” pls god it would cure something in me (it’d make me worse but in a horny way I think)

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i think one of the best parts about being a teenager in the early to mid 2010s was that cigarettes were definitely not cool anymore and vapes hadn’t popularized yet so my lungs made it out of my peak impressionable years relatively unscathed

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Bestie English - best friend Bestie Czech - beast, brute, monster

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woah

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Now my emojis have all returned to me. Hi sweet Mousey

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"I know adverbs are controversial, but "said softly" means something different than 'whispered' and this is the hill I will die on."

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i haven’t been in your askbox for months lmao, but months ago you gave me a workout plan and i can’t thank you enough. i started working with a naturopath taking supplements for my liver and doing your plan and it’s changed my life. my liver was so bad before it basically made me sick 5-6 days a week. it happens maybe once a week now. i can actually do things i love now, and i finally have enough time ive gotten back from not liking my guts up constantly that ive been able to start new hobbies. it also made me realize i need to be more assertive with my doctor so i finally got an ultrasound for it and im getting an mri soon so hopefully it can be fixed :)

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First off I’m so proud of you for advocating for yourself!!! And I’m so glad that your body is responding well to all you are doing for it !!

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you’re 23 and you learn rosemary kennedy was lobotomized at 23 and you’re like my god she was barely an adult. then you’re 27 and you’re like holy hell amy winehouse was just starting her life. and then, presumably, you reach 36 and you’re like christ alive marilyn monroe was only 36. and so on and so forth

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My toxic trait is that I truly believe I could win a fight against anybody if I was mad enough. U might have the strength and size but I have pure, unfiltered rage.

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me at the uncut orc village

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This has been in my notes since (checks watch) February whoops but anyway. Did not proofread it

Johnny should’ve known the second he stepped subtle scent of lavender amid the normal sweat smell. No one else seemed to notice the floral scent, but lavender used to be Johnny’s favorite smell, it used to give him a sense of comfort. All of his years of training and instincts should’ve told him he was in trouble but it wasn’t until he locked eyes with you that the panic set in. If the look in your eye didn’t tell him to run for his life, the knife you threw into his shoulder sure did. His feet hit the ground heavy as he sprinted down the hallways, pushing anyone and everyone, despite rank, out of his way. Fuck fuck fuck. Protection, need protection. Johnny’s eyes darted into each room he passed looking for someone of the proper caliber to help him, to save him. Ghost. Perfect. The Sargent’s hands gripped onto the doorway to help him turn into the room as fast as possible, shutting and locking the door behind him. Wheezing, Johnny ran behind Ghost, his hands gripping the bulletproof vest his human shield was wearing. “Fuck Lieutenant ye gotta help me” Riley barely had time to ask “Is that a knife in your shoulder?” before the door was kicked open, revealing you, gun drawn in one hand and a second knife in the other.

“Stop fucking running from me John.” Soap stayed hidden behind Ghost, who immediately reached for his gun realizing Soap deciding to use him as a shield.

“Save me Riley.” Soap did not care one bit how pathetic he sounded or looked right now.

“You wanna tell me why you’re tryna kill my Sergeant here?” Ghost asked, voice calm but genuinely curious as to how this ordeal got this fucking far in a miltary base.

“Because he deserves it.” That was very much not the answer Ghost was expecting, it made him laugh a little and contemplate stepping to the side to expose Soap. Feet could be heard padding down the hallway until Price and Gaz stepped into the room. Finally Johnny was saved. Thank god.

“Hey Captain.” You said with weapons still drawn.

“Hey lieutenant.” Price’s response was far too casual for this situation. Fuck fuck ok maybe Johnny wasnt saved. Ghost looked to his Captain who looked confused but not necessarily concerned.

“You wanna tell me who this is?” Ghost asked the man cowering behind him. A very small “My wife .”

“Ex. Ex fucking wife John.” You said through gritted teeth. The audacity of this man.

“Not technically” and with his response a bullet grazed Ghost’s shoulder strap and took a chunk of Soap’s mohawk with it.

“Sorry Lieutenant but I don’t mind collateral damage. I’m going to suggest you step to the side.”

Price cleared his throat to break the building tension. “Lower the weapon Ghost.” Both Ghost and Soap are protesting the order their captain just gave him. He’s got to be kidding right. “If it's a fight between Ghost and her, sorry Ghost but you’re not the one who I think would come out standing.” Ghost was looking around for the hidden camera when Soap added “it's true she’d have you begging for mercy LT.” Price moved until he was standing in front of you and your gun. A sweet smile coming to your face, “Hey cap’n, long time no see.” Price returned your smile before requesting Soap to come out, front and center. 30 seconds of “no” “thats an order” “No” “Sargent” “she’s gonna kill me” and then finally your target is in front of you.

Now standing so close, Soap could swear he could see the steam coming off of you, you had never looked this mad before. Did he think this would be the way his reunion with his betrothed would go after 4 years apart? Absolutely not. After a few questions from Price you explained the reason for your hostility. Years ago after a short and failed marriage, you gave Johnny divorce papers, which he refused to sign, and then fucking disappeared never to be seen again. “I was young” He tried to defend himself. “So was I, John,” Your hand quickly reached out to pull the knife from his shoulder, eliciting a scream. Price stepped between you two to prevent you from sticking back in the man. “Sign the papers in the next hour, or it really will be until death do us part John.” and with that you left the room, leaving all sets of eyes to land on Soap who was holding his bleeding arm.

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mid-year resolutions:

gain 10 pounds

forget a language

spend more money on take-out

be less thoughtful

lose control of my finances

worsen my sleep schedule

etc.